Oh How Much Great in the Small

“Oh, how much great in the small!” are words that well up in my soul as I ponder the miracle of life.

What is it about a tiny baby that reduces a man to a babbling, infantile being spewing gibberish and nonsense like he’s lost his mind? This happens to me daily any time I see one of the four babies living here at Mercy House or whenever I spend time with my five-month-old grandson. Now I’m a sizable man – five feet ten, 215 (somewhat soft) muscular pounds – with a bald head, goatee and beard stubble, and the natural expression on my face doesn’t exactly exude friendliness; but put a baby in front of me and all that just seems to melt away.

I sit with my grandson and ponder the miracle that life is. I think about creation and the beauty all around me and I can’t help but marvel at the joy God must have felt as he was bringing it all into existence. I try to imagine what it must be like for a baby newly introduced to the glory of creation with no head knowledge of what anything is, experiencing life as it unfolds before it – the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and feel of it all – and what it must be like trying to make sense of it all. And it’s a wonder that at 56 years of age I’ve made any sense of life at all. I simply sit in awe, overwhelmed by the complexity and enormity of life and the world we live in. And I long for that lack of head knowledge because I earnestly want to hold on to that infantile wonder and awe.

God created all of this for me, for you, for each and every tiny baby brought into this world.


Every time I hold a baby in my arms the words that well up in my soul are “Oh, how much great in the small!” and the facade I present to the rest of the world just melts away as the child in me – God’s child – rises to the surface, seeking His face.

Oh, how much great in the small!

Almost all jobs have their perks, but to be surrounded by these tiny beings containing the glory of heaven and angels and God – “Oh how much great in the small!” and “Oh, the glory of it all!”


Transforming Lives from Crisis to Beautiful

Together, we can make a difference. Transforming lives from crisis to beautiful, abundant living

You have most likely received a post card or seen posts on social media and our website announcing our participation in North Texas Giving Day, our nation’s largest community-wide giving event.

By giving on this day, you join thousands of people across the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex by investing in our community through charitable giving.

Mercy House. Changing Hearts, Changing Lives

Mercy House continues to offer a real, practical solution to the problem of unplanned pregnancy, providing life and hope for the mother as well as the baby. As our residents move from crisis to beautiful, abundant living, we see the cycle of loss broken. The future of two lives are forever changed.

You are making a difference in transforming the lives of young women and giving the gift of life to their children.

Gifts Multiplied

Your gifts are enhanced on North Texas Giving Day! Because of generous corporate sponsorship, every donation of $25 and above given on North Texas Giving Day will be multiplied!

Thanks to generous friends of our ministry, the first $10,000 donated to Mercy House will be matched on a 1-1 basis. That means your gift will be doubled!

Giving is open only between 6:00 a.m. and midnight on Thursday, September 22, 2016.


To donate, click on the link: https://northtexasgivingday.org/npo/mercy-house-ministries.

Thank you for loving Mercy House!

When courage, genius, and generosity hold hands, all things are possible. –Unknown



Paint Me a Masterpiece

You have a masterpiece inside of you waiting to get painted.

In his book Orbiting the Giant Hairball, Gordon MacKenzie tells a story in which God comes to us right before we’re born and says:

Hi there! I just dropped by to wish you luck. And to assure you that you and I will be meeting again—soon—before you know it. You’re heading out on an adventure that will be filled with fascinating experiences.

I was wondering, while you’re over there on the other side, would you do me a favor? Would you take this artist’s canvas with you and paint a masterpiece for me? I’d really appreciate that.

I’ve always fancied myself as a non-conformist and a bit of a rebel—never wanting to be like everyone else—forging my own “technique” as I’ve attempted to honor this favor God asks. So when I first came across these words from Romans 12:2, “Do not be conformed to this world…” on a t-shirt at a Harvest Crusade back in the mid-nineties, non-conformity became the only color found on my palette.

A lot has changed in the last twenty years—not only in my life and in the knowledge of who I am and why I’m here—but also in my focus on this verse. The rebellious non-conformist in me is still alive and well, but I’ve become a rebel for Christ. And it’s these words, “…but be transformed by the renewal of your mind,” that drive my thoughts and actions as I am consumed by the breadth and the depth of God’s love for me.

Thoreau said, “The question is not what you look at, but what you see.” I look at the same world these days, but I see it differently because of what I allow my mind to dwell upon—truth, honor, justice, peace, charity, purity, beauty, righteousness, forgiveness, grace, faith, hope, and love. These are the colors that make up my palette these days and I am wielding a wider brush as I try to create the biggest, brightest, boldest masterpiece with my life.

Something we’re trying to instill in the young women here at Mercy House is that they have a masterpiece inside them too—one unlike any that has ever been created, or ever will be. And if they go to their grave without painting their masterpiece, it will not get painted. And what a shame that would be.


Learning to Fly Right-Side Up

Learning to Fly Right-Side Up by Mark Eliff

My friend Dallas Willard writes in The Divine Conspiracy, “Very few people today find Jesus interesting as a person or of vital relevance to the course of their actual lives. He…is thought to be concerned with some feathery realm other than the one we must deal with, and must deal with now.”

Most of us as individuals live at high-speed, as if practicing high-speed maneuvers in a jet fighter—we turn the controls for what we think is a steep ascent and fly straight into the ground—unaware we had been flying upside down.

Because we all behave according to our core thoughts, our misunderstood ideas of Jesus and his gospel keep us from flying right-side up. Jesus invites us to a life that does have a compass that keeps us from flying upside down.

A big part of what inspired me (and my wife) to pull up roots in California and join the Mercy House family here in Texas is the fact that Jesus’ invitation is extended to each of the women who come to live here.

Mercy House, as we see it, moves beyond equipping each of its women for life after pregnancy. Inherently built into the program is an invitation to the women to make a pilgrimage—into the heart and life of God.

Mercy House echoes the gospel of Jesus Christ testifying that the kingdom is open even to these women—many of whom never would have thought they were deserving of anything, much less the kingdom of God—painting a beautiful, strategic portrait of what life could be like as they learn to fly right-side up, becoming fruitful and secure in God’s care.

Who wouldn’t want to be a part of that!


A Beautiful Day is Worth More Than All Our Efforts Combined

A beautiful day is worth more than all our efforts combined

A Beautiful Day…

is worth more than all our efforts combined. Sunday was one of those days; it could not have been ordered or planned. The day was orchestrated by the Master Conductor who puts all things in order. You see, it was Baptism Sunday at our church. Sure, the service was planned in advance, but no one could have aligned the magnitude of love in the room as five people declared their commitment to follow Christ.

One of the five baptized was a resident at Mercy House.

Baptism Sunday

Beauty was displayed in a single act of devotion as she declared, “I have decided to bring all my decisions under Christ.” 


Trusting God is not something we can take lightly. It is a heart-rending decision to let go of our plans. Not to let go of our hopes and desires, but to bring them to the One who has fashioned our days with us in mind. Jeremiah 29:11 proclaims, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

What is Hope?

The definition of hope is a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. It is described as an aspiration, desire, wish, expectation, ambition, goal, and design. It is a verb creating the action of trust. Hope is not absolute, but a desire of fulfillment.

In this season in Texas, as dandelion puffs waif through the air, I am reminded of little children full of faith and expectation as they puff on a dandelion. Typically, children are open and honest and naturally full of faith. Jesus promoted humble, honest faith in God and He used the faith of a child as an example.

Sunday was a beautiful day. Beauty lies in the hopes and dreams realized tomorrow, evidenced in the fact that God causes everything to work together for the good of those that love Him!

Pam Frink